Duan Zhishaohua

The matter in Prince Jing's mansion was so big that there was no way to hide any secrets in the end.

There are rumors in the market that Prince Jing, the current emperor's master, went wild because of a male favorite in his family.And according to insiders, this male favorite committed a lot of crimes back then, including Concubine Ning's madness, a premature child... all kinds of hearings are really shocking.

These true and false things are passed on to ten, ten to a hundred, and finally everyone can say it.

People's words are terrifying, and Prince Jing, who was supposed to be in a prosperous age, has gradually changed his reputation because of these rumors.

The following year, early spring in March.As Pei Jing became more perverse and violent, more and more impeachment memorials were piled up until they piled up into a hill.

In October of the same year, the post of emperor teacher ceased.

Many confidantes tried to persuade him, but Pei Jing insisted on going his own way, so it didn't work.

No matter how great the power is, it will eventually be shaken, just waiting for the day when he is alone.

Seeing that Pei Jing gradually lost his mind following Duan Shaohua's death, there were eunuchs who misused the country in ancient times, and it was finally his turn to say this.

Embracing the mansion bestowed by the emperor himself, Yuan Jiazhang smiled and waved his fan imitating his son. The case was full of Pei Jing's every move in those eight years.He only needs to choose one by one, then make a copy, and find a suitable opportunity for someone to pass it on.

It's just that it's a laborious job in the end.

I still remember that in the middle of winter that year, Duan Shaohua, who was still alive, came to him and said: I just hope that one day Pei Jing will be ruined.

Now, after finally waiting for the opportunity, it's a pity that the dead can't be seen.Thinking about it, maybe I can make another notebook and burn it for him someday.

After three years of fighting openly and secretly, the biggest force in the court finally fell.The tree fell and the monkeys scattered. The mighty Prince Jing, who stripped away layers of glory and issued imperial decrees, was just waiting to die.But the emperor thought that he belonged to the royal family and allowed him to commit suicide.

In the dark prison, there are black walls on three sides, and only in front of it is a dark prison door, which is gloomy and piercing.

Pei Jing was sitting on the straw-covered ground with disheveled hair, his complexion was withered and sallow, and only his eyes were surprisingly bright. He was waiting for something.

At this time, it was mid-winter again, and the forest was abnormally cold.But how can a dying person care about these things.

After an unknown amount of time, the footsteps that had been waiting so far finally approached, and the leader of the team was Yuan Jiazhang.

Seeing him, Pei Jing sneered.

It was ridicule, and Yuan Jiazhang was no different, he dismissed the others, and handed over a jade bottle.

"Seeing the blood seal the throat." He explained kindly.

Pei Jing squeezed the bottle with a smile, "I helped you that day, so it was to kill myself."

"No." Yuan Jiazhang calmed down, "With my ability, how can I defeat Prince Jing, and I need the help of an expert."

Pei Jing stared, and heard him laughing: "When you get to the underworld, you can ask him how hard he worked in those eight years."

At this point, Pei Jing understood everything.

"Before he died, he was busy scheming against me." Pei Jing smiled wryly and shook his head, "I hate him so much, but how can I find him?"

After all, he took the jade bottle and drank it down.

The most poisonous poison will not last long.

But before he died, he was still not reconciled.When Duan Shaohua was found, he still had that stinky temper, so what's the matter?In the past eight years, he could remember his every move so clearly, so he didn't feel tempted at all?

Forget it, wait until you become a wandering soul and find him before asking.

The last light gathers little by little, blooms and disappears.He loves and hates all his life, and he can only continue after he dies.

The author has something to say: end, bow, and sprinkle flowers.Thank you to everyone who bought v, and to those who follow along.Tears were streaming down my cheeks.